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Reblog if you're an ace snzfucker (any orientation on the asexual/aromantic spectrum)

I'm really curious how many of us there are.

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I've always been a little weak for nasty.

describing a cold as “wretched” >>>>>

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“I can fix him” “I can make him worse” well I can bless him when he sneezes

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The uncertain pause while someone waits to see if they’re going to sneeze again is the sexiest of silences.

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I don’t currently have a partner, but I know that when it came to meeting someone, as a snzfucker, I would need to hear their snz before I committed to anything because it’s such an important part of my sexual desire. It’s like a free trial for a streaming service. You have a limited amount of time to decide whether you like their content and want to subscribe full time.

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All I want is to hear a man with an attractive voice talking, while he has lost all his n's and m's to a massive head cold.

Real, acted, doesn't matter.

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This morning I came downstairs after my partner to find him sagging wearily over a cup of tea. He is normally an early riser and cheerful when he first wakes up so it was unusual to see him so quiet. During breakfast, he told me he'd had a terrible night's sleep and kept dreaming of repairing a house except he couldn't find his tools. When he'd awaken, very frustrated, he would fall back asleep to the same dream scenario. I laughed and said it sounded like the kind of dream he usually has when he's coming down with something. He shrugged it off. His allergies are ever-present but he hasn't had a cold or flu in years.

A few hours later, I heard a single, heavy sneeze from the kitchen and checked on him because he normally only sneezes in allergic fits of three or four unless he's ill. He was leaning against the counter and then looked at me blearily and said, "So, about that dream."

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Maybe A got sick after doing something stupid B told them not to do, like go out in the rain or swim outside. Anyway, A catches a cold and B is being all snarky with them and refusing to make them their favourite food or rub their back and A, in feverish delusion takes it as B being totally mad at them and is just a sad guilty sick bundle of blankets.

In the middle of the night, A mutters that they’re getting up to go to the bathroom and B sleepily waves them off. But they don’t come back for a while and so B gets up to find them on the couch, sniffling and shivering.

A miserably tells them that they’re sorry for bothering them and that they could spend the night away from the bed and B suddenly realized they may have been a bit too cocky with their teasing and quickly cuddles up with A back in bed with a cup of hot tea. Yesss

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They Arrived At The Pub On Friday Night. They Left Monday Morning.

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Listen, all I want is to spend two or three days with my favorite while they're suffering through a miserable cold and I don't think that's too much to ask

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I can't decide which is better:

1) Fighting a cold, struggling with a sore throat and fatigue for days while their nose runs but no serious symptoms manifest until they lose the battle, or

2) Feeling slightly run down and headachey one day, and waking up with a head full of congestion the next with the realization that, oh, they have a cold.

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I am really quite fascinated by the newfound vulnerability that comes with the subtle effects of aging when it comes to colds. Suddenly finding out that they can’t power through a cold like they used to, but have to stay in instead, sipping tea and nursing themself back to health, all quiet and pale and red-nosed. They don’t perhaps catch more colds before, but they last longer than they used to, it’s so damnably hard to get over one these days, and they keep forgetting it when healthy, so every time it comes as a mild shock. And they do need to stay in and nurse that cold, lest they develop some sort of secondary infection, in the sinuses or the lungs, now those will knock them off for extra couple of weeks and it’s horrible. And it keeps happening nevertheless, truly a cold is so much more of an ordeal nowadays than it used to be. And then they feel somewhat self-conscious about having to book a doctor’s appointment for something that started as mere sniffles, it really drives the point home, it didn’t use to be like this. 

And perhaps they pull a muscle when sneezing or coughing too hard, and after that every sneeze is followed by teary-eyed cussing. They haven’t bothered to take their temperature, but they feel feverish, faint, and with the slightest exertion their heart starts pounding so hard they have to go lie down. Was it always like this? Did their head always get this heavy and congested with a cold? The smallest effort leaves them panting. Did it always go on and on like this? Surely not. And the cough didn’t linger as long, and neither did the weakness and chills. Before the cold was over when it was over, but now they spend such a long time being on the mend, not quite 100%. It all makes them a bit emotional, and perhaps that’s aging too, becoming so soft. Not as young as they used to be. Have to take care, give oneself time, let the cold run it’s course without harrying it, for that is likely to lead into a disaster.

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I am annoyed at myself when I am so primed and eager to see a certain someone sneeze that I respond to the tiniest of actions; something as insignificant as a sniffle and I freeze in place like a dog scenting prey. I finally got to see some handkerchief action today (but no sneezing) and a quick 2 or 3-second swipe nearly made me fall out of my chair.

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Consider a polite sneezer, who always sneezes into their elbow whether in company or at home alone. Now consider this person preparing to cover a sneeze that then gets stuck and so they stand with the back of their wrist pressed to their nose, breathing slowly and deliberately with their eyes tightly shut while they try to coax it out.

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So I’m in a checkout lane today and in the next lane over there is a big ol’ guy, kind of my type, and I hear him say, “oh god” under his breath. Then he bends over and sneezes into his elbow with his other hand supporting his arm because it’s a powerful sneeze, something like “hhhhRESHHHHoooo!” that he’s trying to restrain politely. And it leads into a very pitiful-sounding throat clearing noise. Not a cough yet, but this poor man sounds like he’s on his way to coming down with something.

Then he starts sniffling and he nudges his wife and says, “Babe, do you have a tissue?” And she’s ANGRY with him. She rolls her eyes and yanks a tissue out of her purse and kind of throws it at him and snaps, “Here. Shut up.” He looks like he wants to disappear while he’s blowing his nose.

I don’t know the context, and yes, husbands can be annoying. Maybe he left her with the kids during the opening of deer season this past weekend (it is such a big thing in my area) and then brought home a cold and she has to deal with everyone being ill because of him. I understand. Wifely/mom solidarity and all that. But he was clearly not feeling well and looked so miserable that all my caretaking instincts went into the red zone and I’m not sure what to do with them.

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I am lofting a cozy blanket over you and turning on your favorite comfort movie and putting a cup of tea within easy reach and giving you a gentle kiss on the forehead.

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Sneezing while on air is apparently such a problem for radio broadcasters, this manual felt the need to have a section about how to deal with it